other than the fact that there were so many couples everywhere i turned
but for me, it was a time where i could pamper myself
and finally SLEEP!
i also had some time to think about many things.
recently i've been quite depressed when i'm alone
but looking back, i guess the situation is not that bad
taking up more jobs to fill up my time has taken my mind off it already
and having friends around has also made life very much easier
maybe what i've gone through is to make me stronger
God always has His own reasons for things that happen to us
maybe one day i'll be able to help someone else who is going through the same thing
and maybe this disappointment will spur on my desire to achieve my dream
all the maybes, only one conclusion.
God's plan is in the process.
all i need is faith to pull through everything.
sharing a song with everyone out there
i sang this at the conniosseur divan the other day
aka i'm their unofficial singer (one step closer to my dream!)
and i hope that you'll see the meaning that i see in it.
The Rose - Bette Midler
Some say love it is a river
that drowns the tender reed
Some say love it is a razor
that leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love it is a hunger
an endless aching need
I say love it is a flower
and you it's only seed
it's the heart afraid of breaking
that never learns to dance
it's the dream afraid of waking
that never takes the chance
it's the one who won't be taken
who cannot seem to give
and the soul afraid of dying
that never learns to live
When the night has been too lonely
and the road has been too long
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter
far beneath the bitter snows
lies the seed that with the sun's love
in the spring becomes the rose
Some say love it is a river
that drowns the tender reed
Some say love it is a razor
that leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love it is a hunger
an endless aching need
I say love it is a flower
and you it's only seed
it's the heart afraid of breaking
that never learns to dance
it's the dream afraid of waking
that never takes the chance
it's the one who won't be taken
who cannot seem to give
and the soul afraid of dying
that never learns to live
When the night has been too lonely
and the road has been too long
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter
far beneath the bitter snows
lies the seed that with the sun's love
in the spring becomes the rose
